When I was in my early twenties I had a friend who had a sister who was ten or eleven. She was sweet and wanted to follow us everywhere. He and I lost touch by the time we were thirty and found each other again a year ago on facebook. Not long after, his sister sent a friend request. She looks absolutely amazing and I went through her pictures, shocked at the lovely woman she's become.

As I looked over her profile, it dawned on me that she's a call girl and open about it. She's even a member of a union that advocates the rights of sex workers. She's very active in the union and very open about her job.

She posted a photograph one day of her at a gay pride parade wearing next to nothing, and suddenly I found myself extremely sexually attracted to her. I thought about her for days and felt absolutely guilty for doing so. I'm married, and I've known this girl since she was ten.

Well, lust overcame shame and I bought a pre-loaded phone and texted her. She texted me back and I told her who I was and begged her for secrecy. She was happy to hear from me and we negotiated a price and a time. She said she'd cut me a deal since we were old friends.

The sex was absolutely mind blowing. She was sweet, and nurturing, and gave me three orgasms before she said she needed to go. She divulged that normally a guy gets one but she was doing me a solid since we're old friends.

I know it was purely business. It was obvious she was just doing her job. I can't stop thinking about her, and my wife is already suspicious about where I was that night and the large sum of money missing from our account.

I'm going to do it again. I'm going to get caught I'm sure, but I'm going to do it again. I can't help myself.